More feral kittens, damnit.
Remember when I rescued Fatbutt and her brothers, Coal and Gus, AKA the "Gutter Gang?"
I got a phone call today from one of the landscapers saying she'd moved. And she's had another litter of kittens.
Fuck!
I'm going to call my vet and find out what mornings she does spay and neuter appointments, and start trapping again. I am going to have to rehome another set of kittens---hopefully they are small like these guys, because Gus was too feral to be tamed and he is languishing in Rescue, which sucks. Both for him and for the rescue. I should have neutered him and released him.
Cross your fingers that the babies are tiny, people. Because if they're big, they're going to have a crummy life (after I trap and neuter and release them) living in the gutters here where I work. I guess it could be worse, but I just feel bad for feral cats. It is a shitty life.
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I know, if I lived where you live I might have HAD TO HAVE Fatbutt. Man, I still think about that cute kitty!
You are a nice person and you will be spending eternity in KITTY CAT HEAVEN so prepare yourself now.